"You look happy." Elena commented in a low voice over the video call to Caroline, Elena had earlier noticed how Caroline had been glowing. "It's all the pasta honestly, by the way I talked to Dad." She bit her bottom lip as if discussing an awkward moment, Elena balanced the Ipad on her thighs and sat up against the headboard, "What happened?"
"Nothing I didn't expect, he went berserk, the fact that Stefan walked in during the conversation, it helped, almost as if he was scared." She laughed, Elena rolled her eyes, Caroline quickly said, "Right? Stefan is harmless, well he talked to my dad, told me to go out so they can talk, and later stuff was kinda okay." She shrugged, "He's still mad at me, but not in a way where he is going to disown me." she sounded her old bubbly self again, the last time she has seen Caroline, she was too much depressed about her abnormal pregnancy, but as if she had accepted it in a way. However Elena was far from accepting the elephant in the room, talk about Damon or Kol.
She couldn't talk about either, she felt like she would never be able to move past whatever happened with Kol but then at the same time as if Damon had ruined her emotionally, she didn't what to do with either type of feelings. She was confused about what to do, on one end was her 'apologetic' husband who wants to work it all out with her, while at the other end is the husband who lied over and over, whose priorities are straight and she is not one of them. Above all that is a man, who is deranged and wants to either have her or end her. Between everything the last few days had her reaching for different types of reliefs, medicines, books, music- distractions , just everything that stopped her from falling into this dark pit.
She got up after the call ended and tried to give this light exercise to her foot, it was easier to walk now, she wore her beige cardigan and wore her slippers, brushed her hair and without making much noise she got her painting equipment. A clear canvas, a few bottles of color, brushes and a palette. She loved mixing the light colors with white and make the lighter versions of her favorite cool tone colors, soon she felt better painting her canvas a light blue all over, she let it dry for a while before starting to draw a structure for a butterfly, her mother used to love butterflies so much and she missed her today so it was the perfect 'inspiration.'
She heard the knock on her door but ignored it but after a second she heard Jeremy and she didn't have to look back to realize that he had came in anyway, "We made a studio for that."
"Don't wanna go down there, you have something to say?" she said trying to make this conversation less draining and short, "What are you working on?" the voice not of her brother, she looked over her shoulder to see Damon and Jeremy by the door, she let out a sigh of exhaustion, "I really am not in the mood for this intervention."
"Who said it was one." Jeremy chuckled and walked to the bed sitting down on it, "Consider me a medium here."
"Oh I start." Damon said in an eager tone. "I want your sister to know, this is no way of solving an issue, she needs to be more communicative here." She wanted to roll her eyes at the irony of his words, "Oh no if there's anything I learned from the Salvatore family it is that confrontation and communication is a sin."
Jeremy let his hands up in surrender, "Hey now, we are here for the constructive conversation , let's just-" Elena interrupted him putting her brush down, "You seriously brought my brother so he could defend you?" her voice harsh, He raised his brows in surprise, "You heard him, he's a medium." She shook her head and got off her stool, "This is all still a joke to you, whether it's my abduction or our failing relationship, it hurts that you invalidate my depression this way."
"I am not invalidating anything! But you literally have shut the door on me, I know I hurt you, but you hurt me too." His features no longer soft rather very sharp, "You didn't trust me- you thought of me as the menace when you know this is our life, you started making all these rules." His voice loud for the first time since the accident, "And I know there are problems but at the end of the day I know I love you."
She swallowed thick and took a step back, she palmed her face a couple times, then looked back at her canvas, "I don't want to think about this."
"So your whole problem is Kol, and we are in the process of getting rid of him." Jeremy said getting up the bed, she clenched her fist with the mention of his name, "I Don't want you guys to do anything, not even about Kol."
"And why?" Jeremy asked with a huff, "Don't tell me you have sympathy for that freak."
"I don't have any sympathy for him huh it's just that he-" she stopped talking the moment she felt Damon's eyes on her dilating as if he couldn't believe her words, "You can't be serious." She tucked her hair back, keeping one hand on her hip as she turned to Jeremy, "Can you give us some privacy for a sec."
He looked in between them for a second before he stood straight and walked out, looking completely appalled by her opinion, when they heard the door close, she took a step back to create some distance more than it was already, "I don't want a third party to hear about our private disagreements even if it's my brother."
"Understood, however I am clueless and honestly annoyed at this level of righteousness on your end." He folded his arms across his chest, she bit her lip, "Well it's a decision that is mine to take and I don't want any sort of duel to death situation between you two."
He frowned and showed an expression of pure disgust at this point, "What is your problem? You're so into your 'I hate the mafia' thing that you would rather support a fucking stalker, a proven lunatic than me, your own husband who wants to protect you."
"And that there is my problem, I don't want you to protect me anymore, I don't want to be in a position where anyone has to risk their lives for me, especially not you." She pursed her lips and sat down on the foot of her bed, "I know who and what Kol is exactly and I know it far better than you. I know his head, every decision in my life was because someone, somewhere was trying to protect me, like my mom when she died, or like my dad when who pushed me into this marriage and now here you are, aiming for a psycho. Tables can turn Damon, there is a possibility there-"
He rolled his eyes, "So it's about that again."
"God don't be so sure Damon, he kidnapped me with you within 200 meters of that house, he can hurt you." She said with gritted teeth, "If you want to go and target him for another reason fine, but it's not going to be on my behalf. "she looked away from his condescending expressions and stood up, "I don't want to have more guilt than there is, especially if it's related to you being hurt Damon, I didn't ask for this then and not even now, I want to live a normal life and if you love me, you'd let me live it."
"Yeah I do but that means it's not going to be safe Elena, if we-"
"Well today it's going to be Kol and someone else tomorrow for whatever reason Damon, the only way I see an out if I completely cut off from this web of crime, and I asked you to do it too, but I've realized that it's not what you want, and I don't want to change you when you don't want to change, this is your life and your satisfied with it, well I am working towards my peace and satisfaction now." she ran a hand through her head, "And maybe the biggest sacrifice I have to make is us." Her eyes now unable to meet his, she knew she wouldn't be able to break this off without feeling anxious, feeling guilty for whatever reason. She heard a slight moment and was now tempted to look up, he had his composure but she could tell he was disappointed, even heartbroken but unable to show it somehow, as if she could see all the feelings- the tension in the air, yet he managed to keep his cool, "If it's what you think is best."
'Resist. Must resist the feeling of loss' the instructions kept booming in her ear, she nodded as tears started to form in her eyes, did she still want to be convinced against her decision or hear something dramatic like, 'this power doesn't mean anything, I am willing to give it up.'
But she knew it's just something that would happen in a dream and not in real life, in real life, he was practical, he may have had a lot of break ups, a lot of loss, this is what he was use to-that's what she thought, not her, a tiny stubborn voice ringed at the back of her head, asking her to negotiate whatever, however- make him stay forever.
She pursed her lips as it got awkward with the passing moments, he wouldn't say anything else, he wouldn't leave- the silence was getting painful, "Thanks- for everything." She clutched her hands tightly and gave a forced smile, the tears in her eyes were ready to stream down and even though she knew he could see it, he made no move to 'console' her. As if telling her this was the consequences of her decision. He simply nodded and it annoyed her, though she didn't want to drag this further- she didn't expect such a cold goodbye on his end, she thought he cared, yet he was acting like it wasn't a disaster in every day life, it was for her.
The ringing phone did her a favor and gave her a moment to look away from him, she coughed a little and then went to her bedside to pick up the receiver, "Hello?" thinking it might be her father, Jeremy or anyone from downstairs.
"Hey remember me? we had so much fun a few weeks ago." The whispery voice gave her goosebumps, she swallowed thick, looking over her shoulder at Damon who was slightly facing away, still standing she didn't know why, God knows.
"Why are you-"
"Less talking more listening my love, I know for a fact I didn't put you in a wheelchair, what are you doing so locked up in your room, you think that's going to save you?" he chuckled in a menacing tone, "No, absolutely not, I have my eyes on your every little move, wise move with the whole Damon thing, didn't like that guy one bit. Way too over-confident, you did a good thing now I don't have to cut him to pieces infront of you."
"How do you know that!? Where are you?" she asked alarmed, looking around as if searching for cameras, "You wont find me baby, like I said, I am watching your every move and I am so close to you Elena, more than your fucking heart."
She gasped when the receiver got snatched away from her, Damon gave her a light push to a side, talking aggressively, "Listen here you bastard! Don't think for a second you're a special sort of game or whatever you think you are, I let you go because my wife's life was on the line but as you and your limp dick brothers know, I kill people like you for breakfast, so if you have any guts instore other than those for defenseless women how about you show up and let me give you your anticipated death, you spineless pest!"
"Woah Salvatore slow down, I know it's a rough day, Elena is leaving you whatever, it's technically not your problem anymore." He laughed, Damon felt his blood boiling listening to this guy, "Oh I don't have any problems other than this fucking urge to break you bone by bone and create an example of what happens if you fuck with me." he put the receiver down and unwired it, she was still quivering from the phone call when he started looking around her room, dug into her stuff for any bugs or cameras, a "here's one." He snapped throwing a cushion on the floor, "Hmm another." His voice quick and angry. She pursed her lips, "But how did this-"
"I don't know Elena, why don't you ask your 'make me normal' fairy god mother." He threw the pillow on the floor, "Now look at me in the eye and tell me it was a good idea, Kol is a deranged psychopath and needs to be put down in other words killed, if you have so much sympathy left in that huge storage of yours, store some for me and maybe the rest of your family who might be affected if they found you dead." He spat and stormed out leaving her speechless. She didn't know what to do, the first thing her brain suggested was to leave the room immediately.
(-TVD-TVD-TVD-TVD-)
She never thought she'd come here in these circumstances, yet she was, Only Jeremy accompanying her as 'no one could be trusted anymore.' Not even the servants who had been working all their lives there, Kol's phone call had caused a great effect, he reminded her of dangerous he was, how dangerous he could be, every time she wanted to forget him as if he were a bad dream, he'd do something to remind her that he is very real, she had worn an oversized cap, huge glasses, an olive shirt with a big black jacket and some shorts, She had even asked Jeremy multiple times and made him wear glasses and a cap, soon they were done with airport security and had their bags, she was excited to see Caroline in person after so long, this wasn't the new beginning she longed for but at least she wasn't trapped with Kol's memories anymore. She was trying to move on from everything and trying to think past the self-pity.
"Oh God there you are." The golden-haired beauty got up from the benches and walked slowly up to Elena when she took of her glasses, she hugged her tightly, "I missed you so much."
"Me too." She pouted and squeezed her tighter, Caroline let out a squeal, "careful, we have a cupcake in the middle." She referred to her baby bump, Elena knew she'd name her kid something weird like that, considering it was Caroline's fifth month she looked very pregnant by now, Jeremy gave her a few jokes about how it looked the same as when she'd get bloated before the pregnancy, basically starting some war right there, However Elena declared herself a neutral party for them to handle, when they sat back in the car, they began to talk about the stuff they missed out on, "Italy is full of art like even nature is art, I can't explain it you , you are going to love it Elena, I am finally getting the art vibes." Caroline explained in her absurd tone and told her about all the places she had was going to visit with her, "Bonnie just hates taking pictures, I was like, hey this is literally the most aesthetic it gets and you know what that airhead says."
"What?" Jeremy asked with the fake 'Please tell me enthusiasm.' Elena chuckled and Caroline rolled her eyes, "just some stuff about being in the moment, it was crappy whatever, but hey now that you are here-"
"I am not staying with you and Stefan, Jeremy is going to get a place and till then , like two days maybe we can stay but I don't want Damon finding out." She chuckled, "What are you talking about? As if he doesn't know."
Elena nodded with a poker face and her friend sat up straight with a blank face, "Wait what?"
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"You did what? Send her to Italy?" Damon sat up in the chair opposite to Gray, he nodded, "Well I think she's had enough, whatever I do, Kol gets to her, she was going crazy."
"Yeah so, just the real deal, why would you send her outside, to a foreign country when she isn't even safe in her own room." He stood up, "Of all the gilberts I've met, I am upset to say Jeremy is the most reliable one."
Grayson shook his head and kept his arms on the desk, "I've locked her in for almost twenty two years, I think she deserves to make some decisions for herself, I decided where she goes, what she eats, which friends she makes, the person she gets to marry and I feel like I've made a mistake because she is neither safe or happy, which were my top priorities between all this stuff." He bit his lip and sighed, "But now she says she wants to have a chance at what she wants for herself, at what she always wanted, and even though I was against it, I don't want her to hate me."
"Oh she wont hate you if she isn't alive." Damon said sarcastically, "All of you have lost your minds, but thankfully I am still okay." He rubbed his hands together , "Is she with the Blonde one."
"Caroline, yes."
"Well it means Stefan is around so I have to get there soon, Kol is going to attack, it's obvious and this time, I am not going to spare his life." He said firmly. Grayson shook his head, with a light cough, "You shouldn't do this Damon, she needs a break especially from you."
Damon frowned not understanding Grayson's concern, "So I am a bigger threat to her than that psychopath is? And you are backing her up on this? Stop it Gray, whatever our marital disagreements maybe-"
"Elena is tired of both of us, and I've told her no enough times in her life, I want her to do things her way this time or she isn't going to forgive me." he rubbed his forehead with his index finger, Damon looked at him as if he was crazy, "Forgive you for what? getting us married- did she blackmail you this way?" now he actually felt some hurt, why did she always term it that way, as if being married to him was some punishment, as if it ruined her life. Did she really think he was ruining her life?
"For her, you and I stand in the way of her happiness." Gray shrugged, "And at this point, I think I am."
"Good to know." He nodded, "Both of your views, well if she wants it so bad, she can have it." He let out a sigh, "I wont go, if that's what you are asking me for."
"Yes that is exactly what I am asking you for." Grayson gave a tight lipped smile, "But at least you can handle Butorin now that you have an opportunity, The Michaelson family is in hiding." Damon rolled his eyes at Grayson's consolation, "He isn't going to be a problem, We sent a negotiation plan, however the whole thing has turned me off, some people tried to get us angry with each other, I know there are people between you and I, working for Klaus, that want me to kill you or either you to kill me, and honestly if the whole Kol thing hadn't got us to communicate I feel like one of us might have done it."
"You think I'd kill you?" Gray looked insulted by Damon's sudden accusation but when Damon remained silent, his eyes widened a little, "You bastard- how would you ever explain it to Elena."
"Yeah I kept stalling it for that." He raised his brows at Gray and smirked, "Lets be honest, you don't have the best business record. If you did maybe you wouldn't be at war with the Michaelson family." Gray pursed his lips and stood up, turning away from him as he lit up his cigar, "That's in my past, and my wife has paid for that with her life. The motto between us had always been to exclude personal life what so ever."
Damon laughed sarcastically, "Oh right, it's not a game show Gray, no one excludes anything, once you screw up, you are responsible for whatever you or your family goes through, if it hadn't been you betraying Michael all those years ago and giving Jamaican gangsters access to him, your wife wouldn't be dead, and mine wouldn't be crazy and in danger right now."
"People make mistakes Damon, I regret what I did, but I paid for it time and time again, I won't let this affect anyone now." he said in a firm voice and turned around to Damon, "so what are your plans?"
"I am more concerned with the traitors rather than the base now, once we get these people out and in front of us, we can later handle Butorin, and it is going to be on my terms, not on his." He dusted his hands a little and picked a cigar from the open case, "I'll get going now."
"Wait." He stopped Damon before he could turn and go, Damon saw him open his drawer and take out a champagne colored velvet box, "she returned this to you." Damon raised a brow taking the box, he knew exactly what it was, "The ring huh?" he sighed, Elena was over-dramatic when it came to these things or was she really trying to shut the door on their relationship, but since she had made it clear, he was standing in the way of her happiness. He had to step aside now and focus on what he was before her, he couldn't let it affect him so much, even though it was as if she threw the idea of them away so easily, like it didn't mean anything, maybe she never felt the way he felt for her because it would never be easy for him, the anger started to pile up, weird things, at first he was mad at himself for letting her affect him and influence him so much, then he started getting mad at her, 'what and who in the hell is Elena?' she couldn't ever set into his lifestyle anyway, she had been the 'one' because it was he who had been insisting, it didn't matter anymore, if she rather choose being killed by some psycho than seeing his face, he didn't know what to tell himself. Being away from him was liberating to her, it was her happiness, the thought hurt him in all ways. He felt bitter but still couldn't find himself to be more mad at her.
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The knock on the door was killing her, after a handful of nights had she gotten some peaceful sleep but as if someone found out, she opened the door with rough hair and placed her hands on her hips, "What!" her voice even a little rude, but hey it was early morning. Caroline gave the most adorable 'I am hurt' face, "Stef and I are going to the mall, we might go the Bargello museum and some other places after that, you wanna tag along?"
"Care it's literally-" she looked at the clock and was surprised, "nine- huh, I must have slept a lot, umm I don't know, I get weird between you guys."
"What do you mean?" she frowned, Elena internally groaned, for the past twelve days, she had been explaining this to her, 'she and Stefan did not look like friends' first, she was pregnant with his baby, if that wasn't reason enough (which it should be) they were very extra-friendly, gazing and hugging a lot, it almost made her feel like she was on their honeymoon with them and it made her cringe, of course it was only a time till both of them realize that it was more than a 'friendship' but it still bothered her, she, in her break up stage, didn't want to be reminded of what she is missing out on and how wonderful love is, besides the way Stefan looked at her, as if she had betrayed Damon, it made her uncomfortable, Jeremy was taking way too long to make sure everything was safe. Stefan had also completely made all security checks, she was feeling safe than she thought she would, the idea that she was being watched was leaving her slowly, it had caused her so much trauma that at first she couldn't even change clothes or take bath or a shower. Being alone was a struggle at night, but she chose this for herself, yet she felt like she wasn't able to enjoy it.
"I mean nothing, I just feel like staying home."
That wasn't going to happen, with all security arrangements done, Stefan still wouldn't let her stay alone in this house. Not overly furnished, minimal and classy, she liked it this way, the walls all white with some in beige. Long and comfortable sofas, very beautiful paintings on the plain walls.
She quickly got ready for another day of being in a pickle, pickle being her adorable friends acting very much couple-ish. She straightened her hair and wore a sweater dress. The whole Mall experience was her looking silently at random things while Stefan and Caroline shopped for the baby. She appreciated how greatly they were trying to carve a wonderful life out an otherwise complex situation, as if everything was planned, she would show him random baby rompers, and shoes, and he would look at them and laugh beautifully, he would stroke her golden hair and kiss her cheek every now and then when she said something crazy, her hormones were crazy, Elena had to agree, she would go from 'I always wanted a natural birth' to 'if you're not a doctor please stay away mood.' However soon she was be very tired and felt every 'sick'. Stefan like the 'puppy' he was for her, immediately stopped the shopping right there and then and helped her to a restaurant nearby. Bags on the table while they ordered all sorts of ice-cream flavors for her. "See I told you to tell me when you feel like this."
"Well I thought I was fine but then my feet did this weird thing-"she pouted, he sighed and cupped her face, "Yeah the swelling, look baby just take deep breaths okay and try to calm yourself down a little, Elena, can you pour her some water?"
She was deep in her thoughts looking at them with some sort of envy, but with both of them looking at her, she sat up and got her water, "Here."
"Thanks." Caroline said in a whispery voice.
She gave a tight lipped smile and sat back in her seat, what was happening to her, she wasn't scared of Kol right now, she wasn't even trapped in four big walls of any house, yet she wasn't happy-She was missing him? How could she miss him? He broke her heart, there were times when he didn't care about her, he didn't even seem affected when she talked about parting ways. Did she leave that ring for pushing his limits or giving closure, to be honest she had been bitter but the second she packed her bags she felt like she left a big portion of her life back and started fresh. As soon as they went home, she didn't know why she was in a bad mood, she felt selfish about leaving Caroline while she was sick, but she was more than happy with Stefan by her side, Elena thought some what in anger and headed to her room, she texted Jeremy about getting the process done quicker and got in bed, she kicked her heels off and got under the blankets even it was still bright outside, reaching under her pillow, she pulled out her diary, it was going to be two weeks, not a single call, not a text.
So much for love.
Right, you tell the person to leave you alone, shut all doors on them and then expect resistance? What do you want? She asked herself. She missed him, of course she did, she missed how soft he was with her, how he took care of her, she missed his otherwise annoying wit, even his aggressive episodes, was she going insane? She shook her head and sat up against the headboard bringing her knees up to her face trying to remind herself of how he hurt her, lied to her , how sometimes he'd make her feel inadequate and replaceable. Why did she never feel good enough for him? And at times she'd feel that he wasn't the man she wanted, that both of them were very different people and it wasn't going to work. He wasn't ready to compromise on anything- how can she not be happy after getting her independence from this? Was she slowly turning into her mother? Her mother couldn't end things with her father after everything, she was dangerously charmed by him, or in love? She didn't know- but she didn't want to end up this way but here she was, heading there.
She didn't like the circumstances, the background, the environment he lived in, yet she felt like he was worth the compromise. Did he feel about her that way, would he be willing to leave anything for her, change for her, she felt like she was changing, she didn't like anything anymore, the music she could dance to, the colors that appealed to her- it hurt to be alone and away from him, as if she wasn't even punishing him anymore, as if she was punishing herself by depriving her body and soul of what it needed. Seeing Stefan and Caroline happy, planning their little one's life made her upset, she felt like the worst friend but she couldn't deal with it. Why cant she be like Caroline and not let things bother her? Things like her unneeded morals. Her morals were hurting her. It was complicated but she was sure about the fact that she would go crazy if this goes on longer.
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Enzo was standing in front of his seat, telling details about two contract killers they had tracked down who were reported to be soon attacking Grayson. He was sure this was by Klaus, and now for fact he knew that Klaus had taken Kol back in, because Kol on his own couldn't get this many men to side with him which they were finding on the daily, Stefan had done a really good job with changing between the cities and keeping their locations random, he was not worried about it. "I haven't heard anything about Hash's area, just because we are too busy with these Men, you guys haven't kept track, and you know how easy it is for them to betray. Call Hash as soon as you can and ask him about it."
Enzo nodded, they had recently started checking strictly a lot, and if any traitor was found- or anyone giving themselves the relaxation of some rules, Damon would immediately send some men to pick him and then give whatever punishment he wanted at the moment. Especially those with any link to Klaus would be killed immediately, everyone was alarmed and although Damon seemed calm and collected, the closest people to him knew that this was all Kol related frustration, he was trying to mark territory and reminding people of who the boss was. He looked from the glass of the room they were into the partition room, it was dark except a few white lights at the back. Three men hanging upside down, while they were being beaten. Damon looked at them with cold eyes, then raised his brow at Enzo, "He says Elijah and Klaus Michaelson were in contact with him. The personals he couldn't excess but they were involved in the murder of Luke and Taro."
"Wasn't that four months ago?"
Enzo swallowed thick with fear, when Damon would let it out by breaking things and shouting, Enzo would be calm as he didn't feel like it was out of the ordinary, but for weeks now Damon was this new steely person, who tough looked calm took the most extreme decisions with no regard to the reaction from his men, every person was quiet and agreeing and fearing for their lives. "Y-yes Capo." He replied with slight reluctance, Damon nodded and stood up, "Isn't your procedure way too slow for your position?"
"Boss i-"
"Ah uh- It Is your responsibility Enzo and I wont remind you of it again." His eyes slightly widened, "Get rid of them and make sure Klaus gets to see their bodies, he should know we don't forget."
He moved his head in agreement and headed out quickly, every step on eggshells to not piss his Boss off. He always felt like Damon would never kill him but with the recent 'one strike you're out rule' he wasn't too sure anymore.
Damon watched from his seat while Enzo ordered the guys to 'kill them'. He sighed when their dead bodies were dropped on the floor, bullets shot right into their mouth while they asked him for mercy, cursed him when they felt like they weren't getting any.
His phone vibrated loudly on the table which was at the upright center. He gestured one of the men in the room to bring it to him, the brown haired, sharp faced man brought it to him. He held it from him and sat back in his seat looking at the screen, 'Elena G. Salvatore' He frowned slightly and looked at the time. It was about 1:30 am in the night. Probably morning there. He let out a breath and picked it up, dismissing the four men in his room.
"Hi." He heard her slightly embarrassed voice, as if she wasn't sure about calling him, "It's me-"
"I know." He bit the inside of his cheek, "What's going on?"
"uh nothing- were you asleep? I didn't mean to interrupt anything." She already sounded guilty for calling and he could hear it in her voice, "I shouldn't have- behaved the way I did." she said it with breaks, "I am shifting tomorrow, Bonnie wants to stay with me for a while- arghh I don't know what I am talking about."
It was as if he could she her palming her face, "Sorry I just woke up, my mind is foggy." She admitted. He chuckled ironically, "Finally an explanation for why you called me."
There was a moment of silence before she sighed, "No I was awake and I wanted to do that, actually I wanted too for some days now, it's the way I left things, everything is just messy."
He leaned up a little, the bodies now being wrapped and dragged, "I don't quite get what you mean."
She gasped, "You know what I mean, Damon- it's just my opinion , but if you want to reconcile-" he interrupted her that moment, "Reconcile? Of course you get to decide everything."
"That's why I asked." She gave reasoning, "It's your decision, but maybe I was just right out of trauma Damon, I analyzed and decided too soon, I am trying to fix, I know I hurt you."
He narrowed his eyes, "I am not hurt."
"Okay. Well I am glad you aren't. I was hurting and I didn't know what to do with our relationship, but these last few days have me thinking, and I seriously feel as if I made a mistake, can you come here? Can we talk about this?"
He wanted to say no- but then he knew it wasn't what he actually wanted, and he didn't want to hurt her more, no matter what she did, he would be tempted to go back to her in a moment, and he hated that how weak she had turned him, he wasn't this man. "About what?"
"Us." Her voice was soft, "I finally am strong enough to call you today- I think I am strong enough to discuss this." She gulped, "I cant let this be my biggest regret Damon."
Her voice was inviting, suddenly all bricks were coming together forming something before him, He wasn't a worthless man in his eyes now, it was unfair how easily she could convince him, he didn't want to push her away than she was already.
"Okay. I'll see you soon."
"I'll be waiting."
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